My First Grandbaby: Soren
Just over 26 years ago I stood in El Centro Regional Medical Center and gazed down at my first son. I was amazed at how deep the emotion was. One minute you have no idea who this kid is going to be, then you lay eyes on him and realize you would fight hell and all of its demons for this kids who is one minute old.
Monday morning that same son felt all of those emotions as his son, Soren Paul Godsey, was born. Same feeling, different hospital. Same emotion, different dad. The emotion was the same for me, yet different. I got to watch my son feel that feeling. I had told him about it, but nothing prepared him for it. You can’t explain it, you have to experience it. When I mentioned the feeling to him, I saw that same spark in his eyes that must have been in mine. It was an a amazing feeling, a shared bond between father and son, two different times, two different situations, separated by years, yet fresh.
As I held Soren and looked down at his tiny little conehead, I was glowing with love and pride. My plan is to be around this kid his whole life. He is part of me, a better part.
Babies always amaze me because they can do anything. Well, not literally. Right now, all Soren can do is look around and try to find lunch. Oh, and he can poop. Babies are good at that, and he will give his parents plenty of changing diapers practice. No, Soren can do anything because he has boundless opportunities.
In a lot of ways, Isaac and I are a lot alike. Unfortunately, that is not always good for him. We both acted in high school. We are analytical, sometimes overly so. We can both be headstrong and stubborn. We both got women we don’t deserve.
From the moment Isaac was born I have always wanted one thing for him. The best. Nothing else, nothing less, just the best. I haven’t always been the best provider for him, there were plenty of lean years as he grew up. I haven’t always been the best dad to him, in fact I was a pretty lousy dad for the first few years of his life. I guess the only constant in Isaac’s life has been my love for him. It is unbroken, unwavering, unchanged. We have had our disagreements, our loud “discussions,” our times of incredible closeness, but up or down, the love for him has always been the same.
I want so badly for Isaac to surpass me in every way as a father. My prayer is that he will be a better father to Soren than I was to him. I pray that he will be closer to Soren than I ever was to him. I pray that Isaac and Soren have many, many more good memories than Isaac and I have, although I doubt that is possible. The one thing I can’t pray for is that Isaac loves his son more than I love mine. It’s not possible.
Isaac is about to learn all about the smell of poop, the high cost of diapers and shoes, all of the things that come with being “Daddy.” Isaac and Tina are going to be great parents, and they will make their mistakes, it’s part of the process.
As for me, I am content with being a cool grandpa, married to the hottest grandma in the world, and spoiling Soren rotten so I can send him home to his parents. Oh yeah, I want Soren to have the best grandparents in the world, too.
Ever seen a fat guy grin bigger than this… Jerry
Monday morning that same son felt all of those emotions as his son, Soren Paul Godsey, was born. Same feeling, different hospital. Same emotion, different dad. The emotion was the same for me, yet different. I got to watch my son feel that feeling. I had told him about it, but nothing prepared him for it. You can’t explain it, you have to experience it. When I mentioned the feeling to him, I saw that same spark in his eyes that must have been in mine. It was an a amazing feeling, a shared bond between father and son, two different times, two different situations, separated by years, yet fresh.
As I held Soren and looked down at his tiny little conehead, I was glowing with love and pride. My plan is to be around this kid his whole life. He is part of me, a better part.
Babies always amaze me because they can do anything. Well, not literally. Right now, all Soren can do is look around and try to find lunch. Oh, and he can poop. Babies are good at that, and he will give his parents plenty of changing diapers practice. No, Soren can do anything because he has boundless opportunities.
In a lot of ways, Isaac and I are a lot alike. Unfortunately, that is not always good for him. We both acted in high school. We are analytical, sometimes overly so. We can both be headstrong and stubborn. We both got women we don’t deserve.
From the moment Isaac was born I have always wanted one thing for him. The best. Nothing else, nothing less, just the best. I haven’t always been the best provider for him, there were plenty of lean years as he grew up. I haven’t always been the best dad to him, in fact I was a pretty lousy dad for the first few years of his life. I guess the only constant in Isaac’s life has been my love for him. It is unbroken, unwavering, unchanged. We have had our disagreements, our loud “discussions,” our times of incredible closeness, but up or down, the love for him has always been the same.
I want so badly for Isaac to surpass me in every way as a father. My prayer is that he will be a better father to Soren than I was to him. I pray that he will be closer to Soren than I ever was to him. I pray that Isaac and Soren have many, many more good memories than Isaac and I have, although I doubt that is possible. The one thing I can’t pray for is that Isaac loves his son more than I love mine. It’s not possible.
Isaac is about to learn all about the smell of poop, the high cost of diapers and shoes, all of the things that come with being “Daddy.” Isaac and Tina are going to be great parents, and they will make their mistakes, it’s part of the process.
As for me, I am content with being a cool grandpa, married to the hottest grandma in the world, and spoiling Soren rotten so I can send him home to his parents. Oh yeah, I want Soren to have the best grandparents in the world, too.
Ever seen a fat guy grin bigger than this… Jerry
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